The Final Hour (Dublin Nights Book 5) by Brittney Sahin

Author:Brittney Sahin [Sahin, Brittney]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: EmKo Media
Published: 2021-01-07T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

Sean

“You’re really not going to tell me why you’ve been clutching your side every few steps we take?” Emilia stole a look at me from the corner of her eye, and I immediately let my arm fall.

We’d spent hours shopping and strolling down the streets decorated in Christmas finery. From O’Connell to Henry and Grafton. We’d started at the Dublin Castle Christmas Market, where Emilia had lit up nearly as bright as the fairy lights strung throughout the place, as well as covering the hundreds of trees lining the grounds. The look in her eyes as we rode the vintage carousel, a first for her, had been priceless. We sat side by side, and as our horses seesawed up and down and the carousel sailed round and round, I almost felt like I was inside some holiday movie where the ending was a guaranteed happily-ever-after.

Mistletown Christmas Market had been another success, and we both found a few toys for Braden and Siobhan while there. And I’d convinced Emilia to play some carnival games. Of course, Emilia won a bigger stuffed teddy bear than I did at one of the shooting booths. But we gave our prizes to two random kids before leaving the market, which, judging by the looks on their faces, made their day.

We were at our final stop, Dun Laoghaire Christmas Market. Our shopping bags were packed into the Maserati, and we probably didn’t need to buy anything else, but I wanted to take her to one of my favorite places at Christmas. It’d been nice spending a day with Emilia without the weight of The League and our worries hanging over our heads. In fact, I’d made a rule when picking her up: no work talk.

Her friend Roman was looking into Luca’s whereabouts over the past few months, presumably while he’d been cooking up a plan against us, so there wasn’t much for us to do at the moment but wait for his call. And tomorrow evening, we planned to meet with Sebastian at his club to discuss options.

So, today, we shopped. Acted as though we were two normal people.

But damn, after shopping all day, my body was truly feeling the effects of my session in the ring with Adam that morning.

I’d swallowed a handful of ibuprofen afterward—having learned my lesson ages ago—but the pain was kicking into high gear again, and I was apparently doing a shite job of hiding it. I’d hoped the waning daylight as evening approached would help mask my efforts to lightly massage my side every so often, but Emilia was too observant.

“Tell me what’s wrong, and maybe I’ll go on that thing with you like you asked.” Emilia stopped walking and pointed to that “thing,” a Ferris wheel. Not just any Ferris wheel. This one had been featured in the movie Grease. Emilia was fearless, but something about the Ferris wheel made her nervous as hell. Maybe it was the idea of not being in control? Or perhaps getting stuck in one of those boxes with me? Probably the latter.

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